Do You Want to Sleep Over?

by Rebecca Ashkenazy

Do you want to sleep over?

We never hang out

We can catch up on T.V.

And laugh all through out

We can take lots of pictures

To brag to our friends

That we are having a blast

We can just pretend

We can post them on Snapchat

And watch the view count

We can post them on Facebook

See the “like” amount

We can spend all of our night

Looking at our screens

‘Cause what else is there to do

As 21^st century teens

And at almost 2 A.M.

We might want to sleep

Maybe we can talk gossip

Nothing very deep

But people don’t talk so much

Under the bed sheets

We have 2048,

King games to defeat

Like two silent ghosts we just lay there

Our faces pale from flashing white light

And it seems we don’t actually care

To talk and connect through the night

We’ll drift off to sleep and the

First time since last night

We’ll experience real life

As dream line of sight

When we wake up we can tell

Each other our dreams

But we’ll more likely text it

As we put on our jeans

Time to start the new day

Breakfast and so on

Maybe we’ll take pictures

Of us with bon-bons

Then you will grab all your stuff

Maybe I’ll help you

But never look in your eyes

You’re on your phone too

We might be in the same room

But you’re miles away

and I’d still feel this gloom

whether you leave or you stay

And then you’d be gone

Nothing will have changed

I’ll feel just as lonely

Maybe another date will be arranged

Wow, look at the irony

440 Facebook friends and counting

Plus I hang out with people

Yet, I’m still frowning

I’m starting to understand that

It all means nothing

When I don’t even look up

All I’m doing is bluffing

Because everyone is an island,

So isolated and distant,

When we cast down our eyelids,

Real social lives are non-existent.

If we don’t live in the moment

We can’t see smiles, only screens

People who think “What else is there to do

As 21^st century teens?”

That’s why we must take more time to spend

On those unique and special

Enjoy the surroundings, look at our friends!

Because in years from now I can get all sentimental

Life is all we know.

So live the crap out of it.

Off your phone, look up.